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For What It’s Worth


By definition half of us have to be less intelligent than the other half. Now, here are steps that the lower 50 will likely find confusing. If you look at the absolute median intelligence (which I like to phrase as the ability to connect the dots logically), you would discover that there are a whole bunch near that marker and as you move up or down on the scale, the number of folks lessons as you get to “really smart” and “really stupid” opposite ends of the scale. Almost anyone who knows much about the science of measurement would see the “bell curve” jumping out at them. The bell curve would show that 10% or so are either in the really smart or really stupid groups and the rest are the middle. The middle represent society as a whole, and it may be that 5% or less at each end is a better estimate of those in such a category.

The middle can learn, but there is no way to assure that the teachers they are exposed to know anything. I ended up playing almost any sport to which I was exposed. As a kid, the sports were played on a playground and in the woods next to my house, in Appalachia Pennsylvania. In those two situations all of the play was governed by the kids alone and it was a pure meritocracy. Sometimes, younger guys played with older guys simply because the skill set of the younger guys merited them playing such that the older guys on their team would win the game. Some older guys got set to the side and they didn’t like that. In the woods, it was all much more basic. If you could run faster, jump further, use your vision, both direct and peripheral, and paid attention, you avoided being put upon by those from the other side of the woods. If you have ever read IT by Stephen King, you get a hint of the woods in which I rose up.

Here is the point. I and my friends learned by interacting with each other. Sometimes the lessons were hard, but maybe you learned to pay tuition only once.

When I was introduced to adults who controlled a particular sport, I discovered that the decisions made and the lessons learned were not based upon the “utility” of the athlete. Sure, I ended up learning, but largely by aversion to the lessons that were being taught, often by adults who were not “picked” on the playground until the last choices came up.

I say this all to point out that most of the voters in America have no idea of the level of BS that takes place, and is perceived by them as “right” and “wrong” in the government – at all levels, local, state and national.

What I can’t believe is that people don’t get the level of incompetence and façade that attaches to the dance that Trump would like to dictate to the country. His knee jerk reaction to pull out of Syria, at a point in time when all of his other steps are being halted and jeopardized (including “the WALL”), is pure MISDIRECTION. All people that know are calling bullshit. Why does the public not get it? Well, the 80% is the herd and when the heard is moving all a member can see is the rear end of the other member of the herd who happens to be in front of them.

I know, I am banging my head against the wall, but better that than the rear end in front of me. I and mine are watching from a knoll to the side, hoping that others will see us and start questioning where “they” are going. I don’t have much hope, but I am old so maybe my kids will get it. Wait, my kids do get it. They also know that when the shit hits the fan it will be back to the rules of the playground and the woods. Those that are fast and smart and pay attention will run the trails and jump the creek in order to avoid those that don’t have the awareness to do likewise.

Here is a closing. My first vote was for Richard Nixon. As I went to the polls I passed graffiti that read, “Don’t change dicks in the middle of a screw, vote for Nixon in ‘72”

Pretty soon, I did the math and the truth of Nixon jumped out at me, and many others. The truth of Trump is even worse than Nixon. Nixon did all of his stuff for power. Trump has done what he has for money, and the power abuse is just a sidelight. I am left with the words of a song from my youth, aptly titled “For What It’s Worth:”

There’s something happening here
What it is ain’t exactly clear
There’s a man with a gun over there
Telling me
I’ve got to beware

Think it’s time we
Stop! Hey
What’s that sound
Everybody look what’s going down

There’s battle lines being drawn
Nobody’s right, if everybody’s wrong
People speaking their minds
Getting so much resistance
From behind

Think it’s time we
Stop! Hey
What’s that sound
Everybody look what’s going down

Singing songs and carrying signs
Getting so much resistance
From behind

Think it’s time we
Stop! Hey
What’s that sound
Everybody look what’s going down

Paranoia strikes deep
Into your life it will creep
It starts when you’re always afraid
Step out of line
The Men come and shoot you down

Hey! What’s that sound
Look what’s going down.

Songwriter: Stephen Stills

Shift your paradigm, overcome cognitive dissonance, and PAY ATTENTION.

He sold out two things to the Russians yesterday, Syria and the removal of sanctions on two Oligarch companies operated by cronies of Putin, who is grinning ear to ear.

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